So the life of a baby began, the son of god of which many accused, a virgin giving birth was a miracle. He received blessings of all, gifts suited for a lord. This brings us to today, the young man walked the streets with such confidence that not even a queen or king could compare to. The outfits he wore were made of the finest silk, it perfectly traced his tone body. People stared at him, mouths drooling. The power he held at such a young age would scare many, but some hated him because of his fame. As he came to live he has supposedly cured a blind man. Which cause many to attempt to win his hand or become one of his close friends. His enemies only grew as this grew on. Soon spreading rumors that he was not gods son but satans to trick them to believe he would only bring the downfall of humanity in the end. Gaining their trust would be the number one source to doing this.

As rumors spread his life only became worse, his business failed. Soon he came to try to teach them the ways of his father, he fed 5,000 people with five loaves of bread and two fish, shocking the whole world. He did the impossible, something most wished to have. Power. His life became filled with fame and riches for the next few years. As he came to be thirty three years old, his life became worse, rumors grew, Rage filled those who were shoved to the side. Revenge was the only thing that filled their mind. So came that thought, and thus it happened. Jesus was shoved out of his home, his mother chasing after him, Crying desperately. She ran but soon fell onto her knees after seeing the thorns shoved into his head. Being nailed to a cross was the last thing she saw lf her son, her miracle.

When jesus woke up he was on the floor, the walls around laced with gold and the whitest of white coloring. He got up slowly not realizing he died, and began looking around, children no matter their age roamed, animals of all kinds lived together. He couldn't believe his eyes. His thoughts were soonly interrupted as he realized this wasn't home. His hope of seeing his mother faded. He was left crying on the floor of the buildings. Thunderous steps were made. God was here making his appearance. He lulled him to sleep before taking him to his room, not caring about anyone else.

God carried the male to his room, not caring, soon the peace would be disturbed. jesus slowly awoke and looked around shocked. His father was above him. " Dad its so good to finally see you!" god looked at the young male shocked, father? no, he wasnt... Jesus didnt know. "I-im not your father.." god delivered the news. Jesus looked up and slapped him. " SO THIS WHOLE TIME IVE BEEN SUFFERING BECAUSE OF YOU." god looked down, tears threatening to spill. His lover was mad and he wish he didnt put him through that. "I-im sorry" Was all god could confess before feeling lips smash against his own, oh how good it felt to have his lover finally back.

They didn't hesitate before throwing their clothes off. God lightly bit jesus'  bright pink nipples waiting to hear his lover moan again. He bit harder as his other hand trailed down and touched the others dick which was wet. God forced jesus' head down making him suck on his own. He got off at the sight of jesus bobbing his head down. He reached past and slowly entered his long, thick fingers, Jesus shriveled at the feeling but continued. When god was finished he threw jesus around and slammed into him. His only goal was to see how much he could rearrange his guts. He didn't waste a second before slamming into him, reaching his prostate. Slowly he felt a knot at the base in his stomach, he rode out his high and came into jesus, while jesus passed out from not doing it for so long. "I missed you so, so much.."